[mostly closed, some open, a Sick Boy]

[coolerjunpei]

Who: Junpei and friends
What: He's sick and it's stupid
When: Pretty much the day of the explosion, some others
Where: Explosion site and beyond
Warning(s): One prompt will have an attempted murder....

sick and mopey

[After his wild morning doing tons of things he shouldn't have, Junpei is... exhausted. Things not to do when you have fast-acting flu: everything he did today? He's pale and tired and looks like hell, generally speaking, but ultimately it's just a Bad Case of Flu. So he's moping now, but he's managed to find a mouth mask to at least keep his own gross germs to himself.

Really, he's just sitting on a bench as isolated as possible from the crowd, mercifully thinned after everything else this morning, and alternating between watching people pass by and checking his phone.

So the day is going great. Every so often he wordlessly points to give directions to the clinic or shake his head to refuse to move, you know, normal flu things. Just let him sit here in misery.

Or listen while he speaks, muffled:] Don't come any closer, but have you heard anything about what the hell is going on?

wildcard

[Do you... somehow...... want another wild sick boy prompt?? Do you want to visit him at home when he's finally bullied into going back??? Let me know, jojoveller etc.]

Comments

[planetary_bonds]

Mn, that's the thing about illness. You're never prepared for it.

[Unless you're like. A parent or something. There's something uncanny about that doting sense.]

[coolerjunpei]

Or terrorism, but yours works too.

[If he just got the sniffles one day he could go buy some fantasy ibuprofen himself, but with everything else - well, he's too shaken up to go shopping.]

[planetary_bonds]

...Or terrorism.

[He seems to take that interjection relatively well.]

Seems both that and illness is something consistent across all worlds, I guess... [As much as he wishes it wasn't.]

[coolerjunpei]

Great, right? I guess you can always rely on things sucking, no matter where you wind up.

[Blehhh... bleh. That's a sick bleh as well as a fed up bleh.]

[planetary_bonds]

Mn. But wherever there's discord, there's people banding together to fight it too, I think. At least, that's how it's always been in my experience.

[Humanity shall always remain defiant!



Uh, including alien humanity!

...Alienity?]

[coolerjunpei]

Yeah, but there's always something else that shows up to make everyone's lives hell. Take down one, get five more—it's not like it stops.

[He's too sick for optimism, but then, he's always like this.]

[planetary_bonds]

Mm. That's the story of life, isn't it? Simply climbing over every mountain that you encounter...

[Or failing to, he doesn't say. But the sentiment's there.]

[coolerjunpei]

[Junpei... has nothing to say about that. Once again, Yusei has that Hero Attitude that Junpei can't bring himself to endorse anymore - at least not in himself. So.

He slouches a little more, gropes for his soup bowl, gives up. Bleh.]

Uh huh. ...I'm tired. [It's Symbolic]

[planetary_bonds]

Mmm...

[Yeah, Yusei kinda has that whole...savior complex thing going on. Will he ever learn to tone that down...?]

I'll let you rest, then. I should get going, anyway...

[The investigation won't get solved by itself, you know!]

[coolerjunpei]

[Will he... it's for the best(?), Yusei.]

Alright. [He's sulking, but he raises a hand to wave a little anyway.] See you around... sometime.

[planetary_bonds]

[Ha. You'll get a wave yourself. Enjoy the rest of that soup, buddy.]

I'll let you know if I come across any other information.